Last night Taz went to be an hour late because Dad was away and she was being cute. She was pretty tired when she climbed into bed and went down with out a fuss. Her last words to me were "Night-Night mom, sleep tight." I closed her door (we leave a little light on for her) and watched TV for a couple of hours. It was after 11pm when I went in to check on her and turn out her light.
I wished now I had taken a photo of what I found, but didn't want to excite her, so you'll just have to picture it: The punkin was lying with her feet on her pillow, another pillow under her head in the middle of her bed. She had taken her pillowcase off her pillow and had pulled it over her legs like a sleeping bag. Her duvet was on the floor and half-way out of the duvet cover (she had obviously found it too hard to try and pull the whole duvet out and given up). She was lying with her eyes closed, but she had her hand twitching over them. I leaned over her and nuzzled her neck and she convulsed in a fit of giggles. I kissed her again, turned her around so she was lying on the pillow at the head of her bed and turned out her light. She was asleep in less than two minutes.
Its almost 9:30am and she's still asleep. Funny kid.
1 comment:
Too funny, how do they come up with these things?
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